Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[sighs] I'm sorry, I shouldn't be talking about my personal life.
[theme music playing]
-Um, Princess Carolyn... -Oh, fish!
Okay, Pickle Pack, let's pick out an outfit.
♪ Or I'm more man than a horse ♪ -♪ BoJack! ♪
That guy that I met once at that gas station!
[chuckles] Franco, nobody wants to hear your time-travelling orthodontist pitch!
I don't want to be mad at you.
But then, why do I want him to stay?
He's a yellow lab, and he's so handsome and friendly.
He recently confided to me
Thank you.
It's like I'm trying to canoe out to sea
You know, Todd, you have a knack for this.
-What? -It is I, the robot, uh, thermostat.
Hi, I'm here to see BoJack.
I got the job! I'm a systems analyst?
No, Pickles. Please don't TweedFeed this.
-No, it's not-- -I know I caused you pain,
-Shit! Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit! -Why Chicago?
[laughs] Only if I panic.
I'm sorry, but your father is a hot head with a little pug complex.
Wait a minute! Why should I leave?
Son of a bitch.
What do you guys think I should do?
-[wailing] -[both groaning]
What I'm about to confess is so shameful,